The Guru: Shadow (Dark Triad #1)

28. Deis & Emma

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DEIS his touch was magnificent. The arousal in her was exploding. The heat in her core was engulfing. And without another thought, she opened her mouth. Her king’s crown entered her, and it made her roll her hips from the arousal it produced in her. It took one thrust from him, a single deep push, and feral lust took over. She needed him to fuck her mouth, to fuck all of her existence into oblivion. She needed him to take her, have her, break her. Because for the first time, she met a man who knew how to fuck her holes as much as her mind and soul.

With his next thrust, he held her head steady and pushed so hard against her throat until she relaxed and let him slide in as deep as his length was. Her throat burned like hell from his girth and valiant pushes, but the way he stared into her eyes let her forget about all of it. There were no spoken words needed; she saw them all in his eyes.

As her vision became blurry from the missing air, he pulled back, let her gasp for air for two breaths, before he held her head steady again and fucked her mouth, fast, hard, shattering her throat into a million pieces of pain and arousal.

So unbelievably good.

His moans mixed into his heavy breaths, and she could feel his cock starting to pulsate.

Please fill my mouth with your cum.

He deep-throated her once again, and when air became scarce, he kept her face prisoner between his hands with a strong, pressuring grip.

“Tell me, to whom do you belong?”

In her gasping for air, she pierced him with her eyes and said, “You, Deis. I’m yours.”

And the moment she had said it, he thrusted into her again, so hard tears streamed from her cheeks, and then he exploded in her.

His taste: exceptional.

The look in his eyes: carnal.

The feeling in her chest: earth-shattering pride and lust.

A small grin tucked the corner of his mouth, and then he pulled her up, pushing her back into the glass window. His lips found hers, and he entered her mouth fiercely with his tongue.

“Such a beautiful mouth,” he whispered against her lips before his tongue demanded entry into her mouth again. And she would let him, embracing him with arousal. She wanted him – wanted to be taken. Right here and now.

One of his hands wandered down between her thighs.

“Oh Em,” he moaned. “So wet. You really love to suck cock, don’t you?”

“I do,” she breathed out as he started to rub her clit with such an enthralling rhythm and a consuming playfulness to it.

“Tell me, what do you want me to do?”

Normally, she would’ve blushed and tried to transform into non-existing. But instead, the arousal in her spoke, the lioness finally being allo wed out of her cage and into the wilderness.

“Fuck me.”

And the moment she had said it, he removed his hand and spun her round, so she almost smashed face forward into the glass if she hadn’t been able to catch herself.

He pulled down her panties and it took him not two seconds to open her bra. His hands then wandered around her, one massaging her breast and the other going down to her clit again while his whole body pressed into her. His cock, already hard again, pressing against her bottom.

There she stood, Manhattan to her feet, while Deis breathed hot air against her neck, accompanied by little bites trailing over it.

“You are mine, my queen, mine to please and mine to use.”

And then for a moment, everything in her melted in suspense of his consuming words.

Damn, why do people go for ‘I love you’ when they could hear and say this?

Everything went blank. Blank from the sensation his hand made wandering around her, grasping her throat, and pulling her upper body against his chest. Blank from the exploding sensation she felt as his crown demanded entry to her. She had imagined how it would feel, but nothing she could’ve ever imagine compared to the sensation his cock made her feel when he finally pushed into her.

It was heavens and hell.

It was consuming fire and rafting water.

It was shattering and elevating.

“Do you feel that, ma belle ?” he whispered against her ear, while he started to thrust harder and yet so deliberate and slow into her that his cock filled all of her. “Do you feel how hard you make me? How much I want you? You are perfection. All of you. And all of you is mine.”

His words made her insides melt into his existence; yes, she was his. She was made for him, and he made for her. Never had she felt anything like it. His cock fit so perfectly into her, filling her, pushing all the right buttons.

Moans left her throat. Moans she had no control over anymore. The lione ss had taken over. And when he let go of her throat and pushed her upper body back into the window to take her by the waist, he truly fucked her. His cock smashed into her, relentless with a force it might just break her, and it shattered all her insides to a point of pain – and it was exactly what she wanted. It was what thrilled her. He would not let her get away, he would just take her and have his way with her.

After many more thrusts, the buildup in her almost ripped her apart. And then he slowed down, one of his hands gripping her hair. He slung it into a ponytail around his hand and arm and pulled her head back forcefully. His thrusts now slower as he exited her fully only to enter her with one deep, hard thrust, so deliberately, he wanted her to feel all of it. The smacking of their skin onto each other with each hard thrust echoed through the room like a canon blast, and surely everyone in the penthouse would hear them, but hell, did she not care.

A deep, overwhelming pleasure built in her as he slid out fully and back in. The feeling requested release. And as her moans became screams, he held himself deep in her, pushing against her very core, pulled her up by the hair, and bit into her neck hard.

Ouch! But damn good.

“Not just yet, ma belle , you’ll beg me for it first,” he whispered.

Gods, this man.

Alone these words almost made her come all over the place, and little vibrations pulsated through her core.

“Touch yourself.”

And without thinking, her hand went down to her already swollen clit, every sensation heightened.

“More.”

I need to fucking come.

And she started to rub her clit more fiercely while he thrusted into her again, faster now, yet with such control. He wanted her to feel every last bit of it.

“Spank your clit. ”

It was the weirdest order she had ever gotten, but what did it matter, she’d just do what he said, for now at least. The sensation of it was beyond anything. And as if all these explosions weren’t enough, he felt his thumb first massaging and entering her butt.

Damn!

Everything in her screamed for a release. She needed to let the fire pulsating through her get out, otherwise it might burn her alive.

“Deis, I need to come,” she moaned out.

“Beg and say please.”

“Deis, please, may I come?”

“Yes, ma belle , come for me.” And while fireworks exploded in her, he pulled her back until his mouth was at her ear. “And then I’ll fuck the last of your holes until you cry and beg me to stop, only I won’t.”

If not before, an earth-shattering explosion destroyed her insides like a hurricane. She floated in a different universe as he slung his hands around her and held her tight, riding through the waves of her orgasm with her.

No one had ever made her come, except herself and now him. For the first time, she could just exist. No more thoughts. No more problems. It was just him and her. All her muscles ached, tense like steel from what her body just experienced, while all of her just wanted to melt and collapse into his touch.

Only he wasn’t done just yet.

And when he pulled out, she shuddered only from one single movement. But what was about to happen next was beyond anything she ever had felt. His hot, almost burning crown pushed against her butt. It was uncomfortable, but her body didn’t care. Her body screamed for him to fuck her ass.

“Relax, or it’ll hurt a lot more.”

Not that I care.

Spit ran down her ass. Not that it was needed, she was so wet, she could feel her folds smack just from being moved as a sidekick, so his cock must be dripping from her juices.

And then, he pushed into her. It felt as if her butt would rip apart and part of her tried to move away, but his hands, now both slung tight around her again, held her steady. There was no escaping. With small thrusts, he started to widen her, until there was a moment where arousal shot like a lightening through her. It was the moment her butt took him in completely. The sensation of it was beyond what she ever had imagined. A loud moan came out of her mouth.

“Gods, Deis!”

“Yes, ma belle , that’s what I want to hear.”

He fucked her like no one had ever fucked her before. One of his arms wandered around her throat and pressed her into a chokehold while his cock hammered into her butt so hard it made tears stream from her eyes. His other hand wandered down to her swollen and overstimulated clit. It was one touch, one clap with his hand, and electric shocks ran through her body. A part of her wanted to flee from the pain, from the feeling of being used. But there was something in her, so carnal – so high by him consuming her, that made her melt into whatever he’d do with her. Her breathing erratic from lust and lesser, and lesser, and lesser air, up to a point where her whole skin began to prickle while her vision became blurry.

And while he rubbed her clit so fiercely with his other hand, a pulsating arousal grew in her in this distorted reality, where everything spun around her. His moans behind her became deep groans, and it was the sexiest noise she had ever heard.

“You are such a good girl, taking me like a real queen, letting me use you to please me and you.”

His words reached her, only she couldn’t process them anymore. She was caught up in an endless hurricane of lust. Her body became so heavy, she didn’t know how to stand anymore, while everything in her seemed to become lighter. Even weightless.

And just when she was about to collapse, he removed his hands and slung them back around her middle to catch her.

“Come for me, now.”

And damn, how she came. He only needed to order it, and her core clenched as he thrust one, two, three more times in the waves of her orgasm and then exploded in her butt.

Complete and utter exhaustion spread in her as the orgasm ebbed away, and she just gave in, unable to keep herself on her own feet. She just let herself be held steady while his cock still pulsated in her. His heated breath against her neck, his firing, hot body burning into her skin.

Her whole body prickled as she rode on a high like never before, not from any risky behavior, not from jumping down a cliff, not even from drugs.

Gods, I don’t know why people do drugs if they can have this.

“Come, shower,” he whispered and slid out of her. He did not let go of her, instead, he lifted her up and carried her into the huge walk-in shower. When she was back on her feet, he did not let go of her, one arm around her to keep her steady pressed against his body, with his other hand, he turned on the shower.

Warm water fell like raindrops down on her. Rain was something she had loved since forever. She would lay down in the rain whenever there was a huge storm in the summer months and let it fall on her face.

As if he had heard her thought, he bent her back, so the water fell straight into her face. Never would she have let a man guide her like that, let herself be taken care of. Never would she have trusted a man to even hold her. But she did trust him. She trusted probably the most ruthless and unsafe human on the whole planet. Only to her, he was the safest she had ever felt. Because he not only took away her pain, but also quietened her mind.

His hand stroked through her wet hair. “So beautiful,” he said while his lips wandered to her neck. And then he bit her so hard she shrieked from it.

“Now it’s more beautiful.”

He grasped her head, pulled her up and pushed her back into the wall behind her. Pain rushed through her from the impact. It was so cold without the water, and yet, it was a refreshing sensation that cleared her mind and fuzzy vision in an instant. What she saw, was a little blood on his lips .

Should she be concerned? Yes, said her righteousness. Only problem, the rest of her was aroused beyond everything.

He wiped over his lips, taking her hand and her thumb, but something in her acted without thinking. She gripped his wrist, and they both stared at the blood on it for a moment before their eyes met again. Slowly, she pulled his hand up, and when it was in front of her face, she took his thumb in her mouth and sucked it clean with the most luscious and devilish smirk in her eyes she could do.

The lioness in her wanted more, and she would take it.